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Get Back On. . .

          by Ron Edgemon, DTM


          This article was first published in the March 2017 Capital News. It is
          reprinted with permisson of the author.


           Having grown up on a cattle ranch, I learned  me stick to my story of
       some lessons that have stuck with me my entire  being bucked off and
       life. When I was a young cowboy, around the  didn’t press the issue that
       age of 4 or 5, we had two large Palomino (light  I was really just shook
       yellow colored) horses and they were the                   off) that we need to get up, dust ourselves
       most gentle giants a person could ask                         off, and get back on the horse. He said if
       for. I would walk around them and they                         we don’t, then we learn to run from hard
       never stepped on me or knocked me                               times and that we won’t face our fears,
       over. They were the perfect babysitters,                        which is no way to live life. (Ironically,
       or young cowboy sitters.                                          I recently found my Dad living those
           One day my older brother and I                                 words with his health situation as he
       decided to check the cows and to ride                              faced his fears). The next day, I was
       the horses, Gold Digger and Gold Dust, to                          back on Gold Dust, with the help of
       where the cows were. They were so gentle                            my Dad.
       and well broke that we hopped on their backs                            This lesson is one I use to this
       (well, my brother had to lift me up) and we rode                    day. In fact, just this last week
       them bareback with only a lead rope, hooked to                      I found myself frustrated and
       their halters, to use as bridles. When we got to                  snapped at another person in our club.
       the first gate, my brother got off Gold Digger to               Afterwards, I knew I had blown it. It
       open the gate and I rode through on Gold Dust  really bothered me too. I hadn’t exhibited very
       and led Gold Digger through for my brother.  good leadership skills. In fact, I had set a really
       Once the gate was closed, we were off again, until  poor example of how a leader should behave. As
       getting to the next gate.                              our club President, my goal is to help new leaders
           When we reached the third gate, we were  develop skills and to build them up. This is where
       about to cross our bridge over a creek separating  my get back on the horse lesson paid off. Rather
       the fields. Just then, Gold Dust shivered and shook  than just letting the situation go and not facing
       his entire body. To me it felt like a 9.0 earthquake  the situation, the next time I saw this person, I
       had just taken place, and it hurt when I fell off  shared my frustration but then apologized. I also
       right onto my head. My little straw cowboy hat  shared how I wished I’d have handled the situa-
       did not do anything to protect my noggin either.  tion and will do things differently in the future.
       I was so scared for Gold Dust had never hurt me           I say all that to ask you the following. Have
       before, and there I was shocked and fearful, not  you ever found yourself in a situation where
       to mention my head hurt. My brother tried to  you essentially were knocked off track and did
       get me back on Gold Dust and I was not having  something you weren’t proud of or where you
       any part of it. As fast as my little legs would carry  blew it? I think we all have. Rather than ignoring
       me, I ran back to the sanctuary of our house  it, I encourage you to get back up, dust yourself
       where Mom could comfort me with chocolate  off, and get back on. If your actions towards
       chip cookies and a hug.                                another were inappropriate, then make efforts
           Later that night at the dinner table, my  to change them. If you messed up, say when
       adventures of being bucked off my first horse  giving a speech, rather than giving up get back
       (that’s how I described it) were the talk of the  up and try again. This club is a great place for all
       table. Dad listened to me, heard my pain, and  of us to get up, dust ourselves off, and get back
       then listened to my brother explain that I’d just  on and improve ourselves as people. I hope you
       been shook off Gold Dust. To this day, I remember  will do just that.
       what Dad said as if it were yesterday. Dad told           Ron Edgemon joined Toastmasters in 2004. He
       me I needed to get back on Gold Dust. He told  is currently serving as Club President of Capital
       me that when a horse bucks off a person (he let  Toastmasters.




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